"An island?"
"Are you kidding me?"
That was how Horn responded to the person at the time.
If you talk about doing something illegal, he might accept it to some extent, but directly building an artificial island in Bupen always felt unsettling.
After all, it's Bupen, the heart of the Federation's politics, economy, and culture!
Everywhere was filled with people he couldn't afford to offend or those who could easily crush him!
But ultimately, the young man convinced him.
"Why you?" the Major asked, "There are many more outstanding or capable people, why did they choose you?"
Horn pouted, "Did my previous request have any results?"
He didn't answer directly but instead posed a question.
Previously, he had requested the President to issue a pardon for all his crimes; otherwise, he wouldn't say anything.
He knew well that if those things he did were exposed, without a pardon, even if he didn't die, he would spend his life in prison.
